After the court officials presented their gifts, the envoys from various countries presented their gifts last.
Xilan is a weak nation and has always maintained friendly relations with Dongwu. The two sides also have daily trade exchanges.
What they sent this time were their unique delicacies of sweet fruits and vegetables, as well as a mural of ten thousand Buddhas copied from the wall of a cave.
It was a very sincere gesture, and the Queen Mother happily accepted it.
Since she got older, she has been fond of Buddhism, and the palace even built a small pagoda for her.
The Southern Yan Kingdom and the Houchao tribe also presented the old lady with things she liked, all of which were items that could prolong her life.
Everything is peaceful, except for the Northern Barbarian Kingdom.
A huge bear skin was carried forward. The bear's head was intact and not hollowed out. There was blood at the corner of its mouth.
Although the weather was cold, the bear head had already begun to rot after a long period of transportation and emitted a faint foul odor.
The person who was eating put down his chopsticks, his face full of anger. How could anyone eat like this?
Rong Chaoxi put down the chicken leg and raised his chubby little hand to cover his nose.
[What a stinker! These people are poisonous! They've polluted the fragrant hall!]
The chicken legs are not fragrant anymore.
The little guy wrinkled his face and looked very angry!
Rong Yubai took off the sachet from his waist and put it under Rong Chaoxi's nose to reduce the rotten smell.
"Messenger from the Northern Barbarians, what do you mean?" The emperor's face darkened and he spoke in a cold voice.
The envoy from the Northern Barbarians was a man with a fierce face and a burly appearance.
There was a hideous scar on his face, like a black centipede, lying on his forehead.
"Your Majesty, Dongwu, this is a brown bear that our Crown Prince personally hunted before setting out, and is a special tribute to your Queen Mother. And this bear's head..."
The Northern Yi envoy paused, a cunning look on his face.
"There's a legend in the Northern Barbarians that if anyone can personally peel off a bear's skin and give it to a loved one, the Snow Mountain God will grant them protection."
"A complete brown bear is difficult to transport, so we specially left the bear head so that the nobles of Dongwu can receive the blessing of the Snow Mountain God."
After saying this, the Northern Yi envoy placed one hand on his chest, bowed, and looked at the emperor with a cunning look.
With such words, even if you don't come down to peel my skin, it will still disgust you.
His Highness the Fifth Prince’s idea is really good. It makes their emperor embarrassed.
The Beiyi Kingdom is located in the glacier and snowfields in the northern part of the continent. It is covered with ice and snow for most of the year, so they believe in the god of snow mountains.
Rong Chaoxi was slightly puzzled after hearing this.
[The Snow Mountain God? Is that the Snow God or the Mountain God? Did they confuse the gods with the immortals?]
[Also, compared to humans, animals are the children of the mountain god. How could he possibly give shelter to someone who killed his own children? They're overthinking it...]
Rong Chaoxi used a sachet in one hand to dispel the stench around him, and picked up a chicken leg with the other hand to continue savoring it.
The emperor's face darkened. The Northern Barbarian envoy was deliberately looking for trouble!
Let's not talk about whether the emperor would peel off the bear's head. As the emperor, how could he listen to the jokes of other countries?
Concubine Lan looked at the situation and thought this was a good opportunity.
She winked at the eldest prince opposite her, who immediately understood and was about to stand up.
At this moment, a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded and reached the ears of everyone in the hall.
"Since the Northern Yi Kingdom has now submitted to Dongwu, the Northern Yi Crown Prince is the great-grandson of the Queen Mother."
"And this brown bear was also captured by the prince, so let's skin it as well."
"My great-grandson is hunting and skinning a bear for my great-grandmother. Your Snow Mountain God should also bless me, right?"
The last sentence was neither too serious nor too light, and the face of the Beiyi Crown Prince, who was sitting behind the desk, instantly darkened.
Great-grandson!!
He placed his father, the Emperor of Beiyi, below the Emperor of Dongwu!
The Beiyi prince narrowed his eyes and looked at the person who spoke.
——Rong Baichuan!
The man who had defeated them at the beginning of the year!
A hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Prince of Beiyi.
Dongwu God of War!
As long as he died, the Northern Barbarians would have the opportunity to march south again.
A woman in a dark red dress sitting next to him glanced at Rong Baichuan, lowered her head slightly, and a dark look appeared in her eyes.
The Prince of Beiyi stood up and walked to the center of the hall.
"It's him!?" Xiao Huayin whispered in surprise.
"Do you know him?" Rong Xuqing asked.
"He's the man who stopped a car on the way to look for someone when we went to the military camp last time." Xiao Huayin suddenly thought of something and patted her chest in fear.
"You really can't pick up a man on the street. He's the prince of Beiyi, so the man he's looking for must also be from Beiyi."
"Fortunately, I was vigilant and didn't let the Northern Barbarians take advantage of me."
Xiao Huayin took out a booklet from her sleeve, with "Concubine Ning Jia's Proverbs" written on the cover.
She opened one of the pages and wrote in charcoal, "Verified, this is the truth," underneath the line that read, "Don't pick up things from men on the street."
The corner of Rong Xuqing's mouth twitched slightly.
Princess Hua Yin worships Concubine Ning Jia as a god!
The Beiyi Crown Prince saluted the emperor with one hand, then looked at Rong Baichuan.
"I guess this must be General Rong, the God of War of Dongwu?" he asked knowingly.
Rong Baichuan turned to look at the Prince of Beiyi and smiled without saying a word.
The Northern Yi prince curled his lips slightly and continued,
"General Rong's previous words are illogical. The Snow Mountain God only grants blessings to direct relatives. If I were to do all of this, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to bring blessings to the Empress Dowager, and I'm afraid she would even suffer misfortune."
Hearing this, Rong Baichuan's smile instantly faded, and he said in a deep voice, "Then I don't want this blessing anymore!"
After saying that, he turned around, pulled out the sword of the guard in the hall, and strode into the hall.
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